Faboo Friday: Be Still

I was talking with a friend last night. The topic was, in a nutshell, freaking out. Freaking out about finances, jobs, kids, and the general busy-ness of life. I need to call them. Email them. Pick up this kid. Take that one there. Have you found someone to fix the brakes on Bluebell? Did the doctor's office call in Charles' prescription (not likely)? Are you ready to do this? Do you still need to go there? What else does the Teen Queen need for homecoming week?

I said I don't actually freak out, I just get this anxious, scrabbly feeling. Sydnie and I agreed that scrabbly is the perfect word to describe that particular feeling.

"And then," I sighed, "You hear that voice saying 'Be still.' I love that voice."

That voice reminds me that I don't have to worry about all those things. I mean, obviously, we all have things we need to take care of, but worry? Does it help? Does worrying enable you to get things done more efficiently? Not if you're like me. If you're like me, that worry, that scrabbly feeling, only makes things more difficult. Harder to focus on what needs to be done. Sometimes it's overwhelming to the point that a person can become incapacitated by anxiousness and worry.

That voice tells me that, with God, I can take care of those things that are within my abilities. I can let go of those things that are outside my control.

So this morning I'm embracing the voice of the Psalmist: "Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!" (Psalm 46:10) I'm going to be still.

This morning I'm going to remember to turn those worries over to the One who's more than capable of holding them for me. "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God." (Philippians 4:6)

Be still. Just be still.